Kaz

I am not interested in the life you are living or the people you are socializing with. It may happen that I find a brief glimpse of sympathy for someone, but It's the same sympathy you may feel for a turtle: You contemplate it as it lies in the sun on the beach, but it constitutes no company.

I do not need anyone. But you on the other hand do. You need an audience that admires you, you need mirrors that justifies different sides of you as a person: Wife, children, a lover, parents, friends, clients, employees, travel first class, win medals, drive a Lotus or give women satisfaction. I don't need anything of that, and do you know why? Because that the admiration by the mediocre mass of people for yourself is nothing but a concealed mould of envy, and I do not want to awaken that envy, it makes me feel ashamed, even feel sick. Do you understand?

You are anything but wrong when you claim that I have been ill of loneliness, like the ugly duckling, so ill that I have travelled the world to look for the other swans. But it made me only realize that there are no swans, barely one or two on one hundred.

It was not easy to percept or realize, but finally I did, and ever since I have preferred to live isolated from the world that was so cruelly planned.

I am the one who I am, and I enjoy my life in my own way, which is so much more than what most people can say.